I'm always worried about the same thing. About how my son will be hurt by everything I've done as a result of my illness. He is only three and a half and yet I feel like I've failed him already. But we can't dwell on that. Someday we will be stable. I'm already a lot better than I was three months ago. That's progress. You'll get there too. I'm glad you will not be alone right now. You need someone there to support you. And listen as long as you do everything you can to get well your son will have nothing to resent you for. I'm doing my very best to get better. That's all I can do. I know someday he will understand and appreciate that.